While Mrs. Sun was cooking breakfast, Yang Huazhong took the time to walk around the old house. After finishing his work, he went to sit with Lao Yangtou at the entrance of the village for a while before returning.

When he came back, he stood on the roadside at the entrance of the yard and looked towards the end of the road for a while. It wasn't until Mrs. Sun came to the yard to dry his shoes and bedding and called him that he turned back and entered the yard.

"Can't you see it?" asked Sun.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, "I didn't see it, and I don't know when I will get home today. Do you think I should go ahead and pick up a section after dinner?"

Sun thought for a moment: "It's better to forget it. Qing'er told us not to pick her up, just wait at home."

Yang Huazhong said: "That's okay."

The couple finished breakfast as quickly as possible. While Sun was washing the pots, Yang Huazhong had nothing to do.

The yard was cleaned before dawn, the pig pens were shoveled, the horses were fed, and the chickens and ducks were put out of their cages to let them forage in the vegetable patch in the backyard.

Yang Huazhong was bored and anxious, so he strolled into Daan's house.

Look here and there, look here and there, open the doors and windows for ventilation, look at Fuwa's little cradle, and grin.

The sound of footsteps came from outside. Yang Huazhong's breathing suddenly became rapid and he walked out. He found Mrs. Sun just coming out of the kitchen, with excitement in his eyes.

"Third brother, third sister-in-law, you are all in the backyard!"

The person who came was Liu.

The light in the couple's eyes dimmed instantly, but they still greeted Mr. Liu politely.

"Third sister-in-law, Da'an and the others haven't come back yet?" Mrs. Liu asked.

"not yet."

"If you come back before noon later, remember to tell them that they can come to my place for dinner at noon!"

"Okay, that's for sure!"

"By the way, third brother, I'm here because the fourth brother has something to do and I don't understand. Regarding tomorrow's guest seats, he wants you to go over and help him calculate the total."

After hearing what Liu said, Yang Huazhong raised his legs and walked out without saying a word.

After taking two steps, he remembered something and turned around to tell Sun: "Da'an and the others will come back later, you have to send me a message quickly."

He had rushed back early to hug his grandchildren, but he hadn't seen them for a year, and he was panicking.

Sun naturally understood Yang Huazhong's mood, smiled and nodded, and then Yang Huazhong left happily.

Mr. Liu hesitated and did not leave.

Sun did not rush her, knowing that she must have some gossip to chat with her.

Sure enough, when Yang Huazhong walked forward, Mrs. Liu touched Mrs. Sun with her elbow and said, "Third sister-in-law, our father-in-law has been sent to the old house by Yongxian to meet our mother-in-law!"

Sun raised her head in surprise, "Ah? The two of them... met? No, they didn't start fighting, right?"

Mrs. Liu smiled and waved her hand: "We haven't started pinching him yet. My father-in-law seems to have changed his temper a bit, and he even took the initiative to say hello to my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law's temper is just there. She didn't scold him or settle old scores with him. It's already done."

You gave me a huge favor by giving those ten taels of silver!"

"It's good that we didn't quarrel." Mrs. Sun said, stroking her heart.

"And the matter about Yunya, are you keeping it a secret, right?" she asked again.

Mrs. Liu curled her lips: "It must be done, who dares to say it? I don't want to live! It's even less likely for my father-in-law to say it himself!"

"That's good, that's good. It would be best if we handle this matter quietly like this." Mrs. Sun said again.

Mrs. Liu agreed with this: "Isn't that right? Just wait until the three girls come out of the cabinet tomorrow. Then Yongxian will take Yunya away, and the father-in-law will stay for the New Year. There is still half a month left in the year. Maybe the old man will do it."

The two of us are working together, and if we try to persuade them, the old couple will get back together again."

Mrs. Sun's face was full of expectations, "That's great. The clothes are not as good as the newlyweds. It's best to be the original wife till the end of the world."

Mrs. Liu likes to hear this sentence, because her experience with Yang Huaming is similar to that of Lao Yangtou and Mr. Tan upon careful consideration.

What she likes to see most now is for her original wife to stand up and take back the right to be the mistress of the backyard. Concubine, get out!

Old house, east house.

As San Yatou, Yang Yongxian and others left, only Lao Yangtou and Tan were left in the east room, staring at each other with big eyes.

For the first time, Mrs. Tan did not stay in bed for the winter, but sat neatly on the main seat beside the Eight Immortals table, with a small brazier at her feet and a bowl of hot tea in her hand.

There are more white hairs on the head than before, but they are not messed up at all, and they are still combed with hair oil.

There were some scattered hair on her forehead and temples. She put a black forehead wiper with a gold edge around her forehead, just to gather up the messy hair.

The skin on the sallow face has long been loose and unsightly, especially the eyelids, which are drooping like a piece of dead fish skin, almost covering the originally small eyes.

She has a flat nose, thin lips, dots of freckles and age spots on both cheeks, and her lips are not pink at all. The whole face without makeup is either black or dark yellow, or the whites of her eyes.

Old Yangtou secretly looked around Tan's face, but couldn't find a color he liked.

Looking at Mrs. Tan's body, she is wearing a blue cotton coat, black cotton trousers, and a black cotton apron.

This is the usual dress of old women from farmers' houses, especially in winter. The cotton skirt can keep warm on the one hand, and can also isolate dirt and oil on the other. After all, the sun is weak in winter, so it is inconvenient to wash the clothes and then dry them.

Lao Yangtou secretly looked at Mrs. Tan with his eyes, but secretly compared her with Yunya, and felt more and more that Mrs. Tan was unfeminine.

No, she is not worthy of being called a woman at all. Women should be dressed up like Yunya.

Why did he marry such a woman when he was young? He slept on the same bed with her for decades, had children, used the same wooden basin to wash his face, and the same earthen basin to wash his buttocks and soak his feet... How disgusting!

Seeing Lao Yangtou holding his stomach and frowning together, Mr. Tan played with the tea bowl in his hand, looked sideways at Lao Yangtou, and snorted.

"Don't look at my position. This position is no longer yours. Even if you are shameless and come back for a banquet and Chinese New Year, don't think about the position of the head of the Yang family!"

While Lao Yangtou was observing Mr. Tan, Mr. Tan, who had one eye, was also watching Lao Yangtou secretly.

In her opinion, Old Yangtou must be jealous that she occupied his position. Yes, she did it on purpose!

After hearing what Tan said, Old Yangtou was angry and funny.

"Old woman, do you still think that I am the same person as before? The treasure in your eyes is the shit in my eyes!"

"What? Then the shit in my eyes is food in your eyes? It's been more than half a year since I was kicked out of the village, but your taste has changed? Do you like eating shit?"
Chapter completed!